[ lois reaches for clark's hand again, tangling their fingers together in a gesture that feels natural already. ] He's a sweet kid. [ she takes a deep breath, reaching for the coffee she'd made with her free hand. ]
I meant what I told him. He can always come to us. To me. [ even if there isn't a them. but that's probably something they should figure out, isn't it? and while it makes her heart beat in her throat, lois doesn't beat around the bush. ] Is there an us?
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I meant what I told him. He can always come to us. To me. [ even if there isn't a them. but that's probably something they should figure out, isn't it? and while it makes her heart beat in her throat, lois doesn't beat around the bush. ] Is there an us?